Dan's story:
"Dawn! Where are you going? Come back here!"
"Karen, I don't know where she went. I don't know what she's up to, but I don't like it," I said to my wife.
"Dan, she probably made some new friends the other day and she went to go hang out with them," she stated as she finished putting on her makeup.
"That's what I'm afraid of", I replied. "Let's go look for her and find out what she's up to, wearing that skimpy outfit."
I had decided to take my wife and daughter on vacation to celebrate her high school graduation. My ulterior motive was to get my daughter, Dawn, away from her new boyfriend who was constantly trying to get inside her pants. I knew it was only a matter of time before she would give him what he wanted.
Karen applied some crimson lipstick, puckered her lips and said "OK, I'm ready."
We walked down the block and noticed a big crowd of black boys next to some basketball courts. I looked closer and noticed that Dawn was right in the middle of them.
"Dawn! What are you doing? Who are these boys?" Karen yelled out to her.
Dawn looked embarrassed and said something to one of the boys.
The boy approached us and introduced himself. "You must be Dawn's parents. I'm Marcus. She has said wonderful things about you."
I was a little surprised by his polite greeting and shook his hand. "I'm Dan, and this is Karen."
"I'm so glad to meet you. Why don't we go over to my house, and you can meet my dad and my aunt."
I didn't want to be rude, so I said, "That sounds great." So, we all walked over to his house. All the other boys came with us, I don't really know why. Maybe they're having a party or something.
Marcus must have texted his dad to alert him that we were coming because right when we walked up, a large black man opened the door. "Hello, I'm Tyrone, Marcus' old man. A large black woman with huge tits came to the door. "And this is my sister Denise."
"I'm Dan, and this is Karen" Tyrone's eyes widened when he saw Karen.
"I'm so glad to make your acquaintance," Tyrone said as he ogled her, "Please come in."
We were led down to the basement. "Have a seat and make yourselves comfortable," Denise said. "Let me get you a drink. We have beer, wine, or cocktails, whatever you want."
"I'll have a beer," I said. "Pinot for me," Karen said as we sat down on a large couch.
"Marcus, can you get our new friends their drinks?", Tyrone asked. "You're lucky you came over today, it's Denise's day off and she's cooking. She's a nurse. I do construction. I just finished a big house so I'm taking a day off too."
"We're here from Wisconsin. I'm a banker and Karen is a schoolteacher. We're here in Oakland to celebrate our daughter's high school graduation."
"Well, you came to the right place, Dan. We know how to celebrate out here."
Marcus returned with drinks for everyone. Tyrone lifted his beer, "Here's to our new friends from Wisconsin!" Everyone clinked their glasses and drank.
Denise drank a double shot of bourbon and said, "Karen, let me show you the rest of the house." The two of them left for a while.
Denise returned by herself and said, "Karen is visiting the ladies' room, how are the rest of you doing?"
"Great!" I replied as I finished my beer. Denise took my empty can and asked Tyrone if he wanted another.
"Yea, thanks!" he replied as he handed me a TV remote. See if you can find something you want to watch."
As I was taking the remote with my left hand, I felt a pinch in my right shoulder. I turned and saw that Denise was administering a syringe into my shoulder.
"What's that! What are you doing?" I shouted as she walked away with the syringe in her hand.
"Oh, I told you she was a nurse," Tyrone said. "Don't worry, it's probably a flu vaccine."
"What? I've already had all of my vaccines. What's going on here?"
At that moment, the TV remote slipped out of my hands, and I collapsed into the couch.
Tyrone turned to me, "Denise has given you what's called a paralytic. It's what they use in surgery to keep the muscles of the body from working. Now if you can excuse me, I need to go make some phone calls" as he left the room.
Denise returned with a beer that she sat down beside me. "Here you go, Dan. You deserve it. I'm so sorry about the shot. Don't you worry, we're going to have some fun," as she reached over and squeezed my penis through my pants. I couldn't move but I felt the squeeze.
Karen came back with her empty wine glass. "Here, let me take that for you," Denise said as she grabbed the glass and walked away.
Karen turned to me and said, "They're so nice, aren't they?"
I couldn't respond.
"Oh, don't be like that. You're such a party pooper."
I couldn't talk.
"Well, you look pretty relaxed, I must say."